I wish I could say the above image is my life now, but I would be lying if I did that. First of all I have not had a critter friend in my life for almost ten years now. I have never had unconditional love from any human, but my dozen or so dogs with a smattering of cats provided just that.  I miss them.  

I know I am in a RetCom now and therefore I am supposed to have a constant smile on my face. That sometimes happens, but constantly… NO. One of those reasons is my aching body. My knees have given out after a life of abuse. My back is now one solid structure thanks to so many compression fractures. My teeth are disappearing faster than I can count.

I would love to be romping around in a field of daises, but the only flowers I see now are mostly from a florist who delivers them to the residents here.

And then there is the usual coming season of depression and anxiety between Thanksgiving and New Years. It seems that it is always lurking in the background waiting to pounce.  I do thank the Lord (whoever or whatever that is) for every day I get now, but…